Best Dependency Poems

Opening the door onto your secret,
my heart pounds at the display of old wounds. 
Healing achieved by clinging to nothing—
a future only obliquely glimpsed.

My heart pounds at the display of old wounds
where other’s careless words and barbs had pierced.
A future only obliquely glimpsed
through a whiskey bottle nearly empty.

Where other’s careless words and barbs had pierced,
going...

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What you do does me.
What you say says me.
What you smell smells me and
what you taste tastes me
until there's no me left
to feel....

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mind numbing pain free
        without meds where would we be
                    old school misery 
               whiskey...

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Now social networks
Before tea-room social chat –
IT changes us

Single views are flawed
Life is grey not black and white-
Harmony spawns hope

Computer jargon
Academic rhetoric – 
Actions not words count


Appeared in ACM SIGCAS Computers & Society, June 2015, Vol. 45 No. 2, p4.

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Pathological neurotic co-dependency,
Rhymes with toilet brush gastroendoscopy,
I visualise that toilet brush, 
Shoved down his throat thrush,
Or up his male tush,
Not even an excuse for a man,
Bullies don't get, says my nan,
Way too early to be awake,
Way too early to cook him steak,
What does he think he's going to eat?
That toilet brush he'll meet and greet,
Pathological...

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Before – when you were here,
I complained.  Thoughtlessly.
I had no complaints – I was miserable.
Brushing the depths to see your reflection,
I have no interest.
My reflection is on the surface, I see no smile –
A drug?  To make you see yourself –
They call it what?
Say it –
Before – when you were here,
Love fell around...

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We sit in a loose circle,  always ready to shift, 
or offer our place for a late-arriver;
just another soul who's been left adrift
in this sea of turmoil, just another survivor.

We talk, well, some do, but some don't;
but we all listen.... that's for certain,
because where we've been, others won't,
I think that's another reason we're always...

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Falling for a guy can be bittersweet. You meet, you talk, you laugh. Then you doubt, you cry, you get distant. But there is no reason that you know of as to why you feel this way. It all seems good, you guys seem like you're in a good place, but there is a sprinkle...

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Some say love makes the world go round
I say it is oil that makes the world go round

The thing that is in everything
from plastics to fuel is how it does rule

so given this thought here is your opportunity
to have your say in a different way

Where’s your stand on the Keystone pipeline
moving dirty Alberta oil from...

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I know that it wasn’t your choice.
This desire was coursing through your veins
the very minute your little heart beat for the first time.
It was a part of you before you spoke your first word. 
Before you could say no.
Before you could distinguish right from wrong, it became right.
This monster rears its ugly head every day.
Every...

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Triangulation strangulation
can you live up to the competition
add gas lighting and narcissism
a very frightening composition
Muster up to the cluster B
find yourself discarded like a soiled sheet
devoid of compassion
lack of empathy
once you really see 
past the screen
the mask has slipped 
and so many have peeked
now you panic
validation you need
so you pray on young
dumb nieve and weak
seek...

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The drone of machines goes on and on
with the endless cry of the ward sisters song
energy rises like billowing smoke
with fiery glances to the ones who dare choke.

Invisible  hand undertake  their chores 
over the barks and commands of the insistent  roars.
The sick and the fallen lie still in their beds
as the army...

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Be Lineate Sir

Jack and Jill went up a hill.                                              ...

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You are my church
I am on my knees for you
Bowing my head
I pray I pray I pray for your peace
I throw coins at your pleas for reconstruction
Your congregation look at me with sympathetic eyes
I make sacrifice after sacrifice 
Because I have faith 

I am your church
You beg for forgiveness 
Knowing my doors are always open
You...

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Forgive me, mother for I have sinned,
I will chant a drunken hymn:

Virgin Mary, seduce me with salvation 
from my daily woes! I everso 
Crave to be delivered from the damnation
That tears me, so.

The fire in my chest
Balls up all my sorrow
The cinnamon embers warm my breast
Whispering the empty promises of tomorrow.

The liquid stream rages forward,
With...

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